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by MyaEve Oct 11, 2011 category : Sadness, depression / lost relationships
I saw you today, with some other girl. My throat became scratchy, not long after, my mouth ran dry. My heart crumpled up, like paper, and i almost cried. Trust is a fragile thing, you most hold it, with delicacy. I guess it slipped through the fingers, you had intertwined with, someone else's hand.
by xXxThisLifexXx
I think this poem is so true. boys these days just cant get enough